Date: Thu, 16 Mar 2000 15:08:16 EST
From: Mrduhman@aol.com
Subject: "Well, if you're just gonna sleep..."

Well, if you're just gonna sleep...

When I was 13 my family moved in with my aunt, uncle and cousin, Joe who was
two years older than me.  Joe and I shared a bedroom so my sister could have
her own. Being that we were somewhat close in age, we hung around the same
friends. He had a set of trundle beds that could become the same height if
opened fully.  If not, the lower bed was about one foot lower than the other.

Joe had hidden five or six Penthouse magazines in the bathroom cabinet that I
spent hours reading and masturbating to.  I walked in on Joe once while he
was in the process of relieving a little testosterone pressure in the
bathroom.  I was really embarrassed, more so for him than myself.  I remember
him having kind of a short, but very fat penis surrounded by a mass of red
pubic hair.  He screamed at me and I slammed the door behind me. Nothing was
ever said about that incident, but it left an indelible impression on me.  I
started trying to get a quick glimpse of his dick whenever possible.  I
didn't want to seem like I was doing it, but I'm sure he started to notice,
because he started coming out of the shower and into our room in just a
towel, which he would drop as soon as he closed our door.  His cock was
always in a semi-hard state when doing this.  It made me think he would
prepare his dick before coming out of the bathroom.  I also got a good look
at his balls, and they were huge.  Like two big eggs.  They were much bigger
than my own. At the time I just attributed this to age, although now I know
he really had big balls.

We lived in Texas, so the summers could get brutally hot.  His parents
wouldn't use the air conditioning, so we would open all the windows to create
cross ventilation using two fans.  We would both sleep in nothing more than
our jockeys.  Sometimes we would lift the trundle bed and sometimes not,
depending on how lazy we were.  One night, after lifting the bed to sleep, I
awoke with my hand touching his hairy leg at the outer thigh.  While
pretending to still be asleep, I moved my hand to his upper inner thigh.  My
hand was just barely touching his huge, underwear-encased balls.  Understand
that this entire movement took about 20 minutes.  I didn't want him to know I
was awake.  That way when confronted, I could always plead the sleep alibi. I
finally rolled over and got my hand directly on his penis, which was starting
to move in his sleep.  After staying that way for what seemed like ever, I
slowly started to move my hand very slowly on his cock.  In was starting to
really fatten up and I could feel a wet spot on his underwear that I now know
was pre-cum.  This went on for some time, with me never making him cum.  I'm
not sure if he ever really woke up, but his dick sure did.  Luckily it was
summer and I could sleep in, because I got absolutely no sleep.

The next night the same thing happened, but much earlier in the night.  This
time though, I got my hand inside his underwear and had my hand all over his
fat dick.  He didn't cum this time either.  I didn't know much about a guy
shooting sperm, other than what I read in magazines.  I wasn't ejaculating at
that time, and I really didn't know that Joe would either.  I should have
known something just from the amount of pubic hair we both had.  If he had
woken up either night, he wasn't letting me know.  The next night I had my
hand inside his underwear jerking on his dick when I thought I would like a
better view.  I feinted rolling over in my sleep and ended up with my head
partially on his stomach.  His dick was only six inches from my face but it
was still in his underwear.  I couldn't take off his underwear and still
pretend to be asleep, so I was kind of at an impasse.  All of a sudden he
starts to pull his underwear down (while still supposedly asleep).  I took
this opportunity to move my face just a little bit closer to my goal.  It was
obvious that Joe was no longer asleep, but he was playing the same game I
was.  After this repositioning, his dick was now touching my chin.  Again I
noticed the same wetness I had experienced on his underwear, but this time it
was on my chin.  I left my mouth slack like I was sleeping, but still slowly
stroked it.  It was very hard and soft at the same time.  I couldn't believe
how warm it was on my face.  Joe started to hump at my face so that his dick
would move between my loose lips. I tasted the wetness, which was trickling
out pretty heavy at this point.  It was then that I figured that this must be
his cum.  Other than being a little salty, it wasn't bad at all.  He was
starting to pick up a slight rhythm when his hands went down to the back of
my head and pushed my mouth further onto his dick.  Because of the girth, my
lips were really starting to stretch out.  I know this sounds ridicules, but
I was still under the guise of being asleep, with this fat cock sliding in
and out of my mouth.

I was starting to feel his dick in the back of my mouth and his thrusts were
getting more demanding.  Being as I thought I was already experiencing his
ejaculate, I was in no way ready for what was about to happen.  His dick
started to twitch and surge and got even harder and fatter, when all of a
sudden, huge, thick wads of sperm started shooting out of his dick and into
my mouth.  The first one went right down into my throat and stuck there.  I
started gagging terribly as the second wad joined the first.  Because I was
acting like I was asleep, I couldn't make a big move to get his ejaculating
cock out of my mouth, so I just kind of endured it as best I could.  He was
pumping enormous amounts of his copious sperm into my mouth.  Finally I was
able to move back far enough to pull my mouth off his cock.  I was then
rewarded with four or so shots that hit me on my face and in my hair.  One
spurt went right in my eye and burnt like a son of a bitch.  He was still
thrusting against my face while holding my head when his orgasm finally
subsided.  He pushed me off his stomach and used my covers to wipe the rest
of his cum off himself.  Being as I was supposed to still be asleep, and not
wanting to confront him after our little tryst, I ended up having to sleep
with all that sperm on my face and in my mouth.  It was so thick it was
impossible to swallow.  It just stayed in my throat all night.  It was one of
the most exciting experiences in my life, although I'm not sure I enjoyed his
ejaculation, mainly because of the amount and thickness.  I very quietly
humped my mattress till I came in my underwear.  Luckily I woke before Joe
and ran into the bathroom.  I actually burped and could distinctly still
taste his sperm.  My eye was literally glued shut and it looked like someone
had panted my face with Elmer's glue.  Looking back now, it still amazes me
how much sperm he shot and how thick it was.

Joe and I never discussed our sexual play, even though the same sort of thing
happened many more times.  Amazing, huh?